Psalms Capítulo 64
New King James Version
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To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
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Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,
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Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words,
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That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.
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They encourage themselves in an evil matter; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, “Who will see them?”
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They devise iniquities: “We have perfected a shrewd scheme.” Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep.
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But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; Suddenly they shall be wounded.
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So He will make them stumble over their own tongue; All who see them shall flee away.
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All men shall fear, And shall declare the work of God; For they shall wisely consider His doing.
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The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and trust in Him. And all the upright in heart shall glory.
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